ShoeStories by Claudia Lynch

Day of the Dead (Man) Shoe

“You can rest when you’re dead,”, she said. “It’s almost midnight; come on out!”

 

“I’m already dead, on my feet,” I said. I’d been planning to use the lateness of the hour as my own argument for staying in. She wasn’t having it. “Rattle those bones and come celebrate! How old are you, anyway?”

 

She’d gotten me where I lived. Or used to. I must have been out of my skull, but I finally agreed to meet her at the foot of Canal Street at half past twelve.

 

“I’ll see you there!”, she said. “You’re a saint!”.

 

“So are you,” I said, but she was already gone.

 

 

Day of the Dead (Man) Shoe
Gicleé print, signed & matted — $75

Every shoe tells a story — I know, I know, Day of the Dead should be black and white and red. What can I say? I was in a colorful mood. At some point I'm planning to re-create these in the proper colors. Won't they look super cool all together?

 

"The foot of Canal Street" is where the cemeteries are. In New Orleans. Paul Sanchez and John Boutte wrote a song about it. Hear it HERE.

 

This shoe, along with the Day of the Dead (Woman), was created for a show at my friend Tim Neil's Last Gallery on Magazine Street.

 

 

"I'm proud to be represented in more downstairs powder rooms than any other living artist!"  — Claudia Lynch

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